Memoirs of the Cast Away: May 2006

HELL YEA!

I got a job at Bed, Bath, and Beyond!!

Meet...

the professional filer. Yes, you read right... the girl who was doing gel electrophoresis during the school year is filing papers for a summer job. It's wonderous fun for Nigerian wages! I'll be in Nigeria for two months instead of one because Marlon decided to pick up a new girlfriend and I don't want to play the third wheel game for 3 weeks... hopefully I will be able to find another job in that time. Then it's (hopefully) off to Malaysia.. I suggested my dad first get hotel reservations and tickets (you know, like normal people) to show he had money, and he practically blew me off. So, I will most probably be in the States in mid-July with nowhere to stay. Where is everyone? I may need a couch to crash on. It's ok, I can help pay, with the $30 I will pick up for two months of filing :P Well the good part is, and you'd "appreciate" this (ha couldn't help throwing the Mr. Davidov catch phrase in there) Paul, I have a mango smoothie for breakfast each morning. Life in the tropics is not all bad.

Bellingham

So yesterday I was having a great day: I talked to a cute guy, got a good grade on my last test, set up a time to look at a house I'm really interested in renting, figured out who I'm living with for sure, and I even had time to inquire about a job. After all that we decided we were going to Canada to have a good time and dance the night away...until I accidently filled my car up with diesel. Go me. Punched the wall, kicked it too. Went home started to cry, stopped myself.

This morning is starting out back on track though. I woke up to Bed, Bath, and Beyond asking to set up a job interview. Then my friend got a hold of his mechanic buddy, and figured my car wasn't too fucked, and that hopefully it won't cost too much. of relief for sure. Now if we win out semi-final intramural softball game today it will be an even better day. Not only that, but I'm going to a hippie festival called FolkLife down in Seattle tomorrow, then Saturday there's a rugby social at the rugby house where I can kick everyone's ass in beerpong. Then Sunday, it's back to studying. It may turn out alright...it just may.

Seem a Little Familiar??

Why hello there

Hey,
So wow. It's been quite a while since my last post. Bummer. AH well, It's been busy here, unlike you guys, I don't get out of school for a while. Grad's on the 3rd. Anyway, so I've survived my IB exams so far. So excited, I've done everything except Chem. And I have like a whole week to get really really prepared. Ya, well we'll see. I still know like nothing, and I'm still torn between blaming Gehriger and myself. Anyway, It's all good. I'll figure it out.
Hm... Ya so I'm gonna go ahead and say it, Dan and I are dating. Yay. Haha, took a while, but when you really think about it it's been going on since like... before spring break. I'm just pleased i haven't freaked out yet. Somehow I don't see it coming either. ya... Anyway, he's going to college in Denver which is like 30 mins away. Of course neither of us have a car yet. I'm trying very hard to figure out how to get one.
Anwyay, all and all things are good. I've survived IB and I'm so incredibly excited about culturals and grad and everything. It's gonna be sad, but I just know I'll see the people I care about most. Charlie's in Washington, So when i see lynsey, charlies there. Steph's in Germany and my ticket at christmas is booked to Amsterdam. And then Chelsea and Dan are in the same damn state. Gi's gonna try and transfer up next year....
Anyway, enough babbling. I've gotta go sell at the Garage sale and also pray that all my NHS ppl showed up. We'll see
Love
Katie

Okey, I guess an explanation is called for

So remember way back when in February, I was talking about a certain guy named Joe? So since February I still see him a lot because we hang out in the same group of friends, but still don't really talk to him. So Saturday night was my roommate Taryn's birthday, and so we had a get together with the normal group of people, in which Joe is included. (I'm making this a long story on purpose) I was drunk, he was drunk, I was doing my best to kinda ignore him like usual, he was doing his best to be the drunken entertainment. Some girl takes her bra off, and he puts it on. I try and take it off while they're yelling at eachother and trying to come to an agreement. I get fed up and run into my room, grab my garter belt, and say 'take this, give her her freaking bra back.' The swap was made. I go into my room and he asks to use my computer, and asks me to wear the garter belt. A little, very loud bell went off in my head...but I decided to ignore it, hence I made out with him again. That is why Lynsey is stupid. (Except this time I'm not getting attached. It was all for fun. That's what I'm convincing myself)

Not kinky

I'm not kinky but I'm stupid.

Mmm.... relaxation...

You know, I think I have become so used to not doing anything that I make other people feel better about not doing anything... why else do people call me up on a Friday night and say "I'm lazy as shit, let's hang out"? It's pretty surreal though, to be in a bunch of easy-as-pie-101s and watch everyone freak out about their papers and exams, especially Katie back there in Switzerland representin', yo! Hope English didn't eat your soul, man, but hey even Julien got college credit for his IBs so there is hope. Apparently his GPA has doubled since high school.. yes, DOUBLED. That sounds impressive, until you realize what it must have been before :P haha. Love ya'll, and the offer is open to visit Montreal... if you ever want to do nothing, there's company.

CROUTE AU FROMAGE BITCHES!

Lynsey!?!? You mean JUSTIN and Chris made them... putting Chris before me...

(I Love you dude...)

Anyways, you need a loaf of bread UNSLICED PREFERABLY, cheese (I think Gruyere or Swiss works), seasoning salt, white wine (FONDUE WINE), heavy creamer (fuck I have no clue what it's called), two frying pans and some eggs... oh and some olive oil. And you need sliced ham. A lot of sliced ham for that matter. You need a cover for the bigger frying pan, unless you want the floor of your kitchen will look like a Tommy Lee & Pamela Anderson video (hopefully one of you will get that after you read through the recipe and laugh so hard that you get a hernia).

Alright here goes.

Heat up the bigger frying pan. Add one slice of bread (you gotta slice it yourself... make it like 1" -2" thick), throw enough ham and cheese on it to cover the bread. Make sure the cheese is on top of the ham AND the bread, and put the cheese so that it melts over the side.

Hopefully you're smart enough to figure out that you need to have the pan somewhat heated, otherwise you're going to be standing around like useless fucktard watching your chunk of bread burn. Make sure the pan is hot. A good trick I know to test the heat of the pan is to take off the fire and smack someone in the face with it. If there is skin on the bottom of the pan, its generally considered to be hot enough to cook with. Others suggest a far more humane method of just dipping your fingers in water and then sprinkling water on the pan. If the water makes a noise similar to that of boiling skin, your pan is ready for cooking.

So, now that you have your bread, cheese and ham all ready and in the HOT (notice HOT) pan, poor a 1/2 cup to 1 cup of heavy cream (damnit... I forget the name) and wine into the pan. If the milky shit doesn't start foaming up, you fucked up hard core and definitely didn't read my instructions, which makes you a fucking moron. If that white shit gets out of the frying pan (which it will), it will burn your skin off and get on the floor. Imagine what your parents will think when the see big white stains all over your closes and the kitchen.

So now, let that shit sit and cook for a bit. Add more wine if you want, it'll make it taste even better. Crack an egg in the other frying pan. Make sure there is a fuckload of oil, because you are going to fry that bitch, or make it sunny side up, whichever you prefer. Cook the egg, as soon as it is semi-cooked, i.e. the yolk is still liquid and the white shit is cooked, take it off. Preferably, the eggs are done at the same time as the croute. Remove the lid from the croute, take the croute out and place it on a place, place the egg on top, sprinkle seasoning salt, pour yourself a good beer (a lighter beer, not a light beer, goes well with this... a la heineken. A Kilkenny is overkill, feldschlossen would be awesome even though it tastes like bear dick.)

Voila, Croute.

Chris, your thoughts?

Regards
Keyes